For me, the most explicit symbol of strength, home, death, and rebirth is a tree branch, which has been the centerpiece of so many of my paintings. Trees are grounded. They plant their roots deep down into the uncharted territory of the unconscious, withstanding fire and the changing seasons, while their branches fall and then rise triumphantly to the heavens. I am intrigued by the light between the branches, and uncertain whether the true subject of my paintings is the tree branch or the light that dances between them.